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A MODERN CINDERELLA. 


CHAPTER L 

‘‘ I CAN tell you, my dear, that the letter has come none 
too soon — I could not possibly have carried on the cam- 
paign much longer. Your two daughters, Mrs. Harcourt, 
are very expensive young ladies. 

They are your daughters, Mr. Harcourt, and, if they 
are extravagant> take after yourself. 

We need not quarrel about it. You know my opinion 
— that if you dress them in gold and cover them with 
jewels, they will never he married. 

Why not?^^ 

Men are wary, my dear, and your daughters are shrew- 
ish, ill-tempered, vain — jealous of every pretty girl they 
see, and certainly not pretty themselves.'’^ 

The lady^s face flushed with indignation. 

You are pleased to he complimentary, sir!^^ 

“ Between ourselves, my dear, we may as well admit the 
truth. Those girls have bitterness enough in their com- 
position to — well, sufficient for a hundred ordinary women; 
and they should be considered disagreeable ones. I have 
sense enough to see that. 

I am sure Mabel has a flue flgure, and Jane sings most 
exquisitely. 


A MODEKH CINDERELLA. 


G 

I 

‘‘ Certainly^ I grant that; but, as I said before, there is 
no need for quarreling. Our troubles are over now, 
thank Heaven, and the good time has come. 

What does the letter say?^^ asked the lady. 

‘‘He has died at last, without a will. Mr. Treherne 
says there can be no doubt that he always intended me to 
succeed him, and the will, if there had been one, would 
ha'v? been made in my favor. As it is, you see — as heir- 
at-law — I take possession of everything. 

“‘That is far better. How there will be no nonsense 
about legacies to servants, which I always think a grave 
mistake. They are well paid for what they do; there is no 
need to increase their insolence by legacies and nonsense of 
that kind. What do you suppose the income will be?^^ 

“ I should say about seven thousand per annum, was 
the reply. 

“ I do hope, Mr. Harcourt, the very first thing you will 
do, mind, will be to give up all your poor relations; have 
no nonsense — do it at once. 

“ You may depend upon that,^^ replied the husband. 
“ I shall give the Hammonds a dead cut to-day. 

“ It would never do to have such people boasting that 
they knew Robert Harcourt, Esquire, of Weston Grange. 

I find poor relations are altogether a perfect mistake. 

I do not see the use of them — and anything that is perfect- 
ly useless,^^ continued the lady, with irresistible logic, 
“ ought not to exist. 

Her amiable husband did not appear to have heard the 
last part of the sentence; he seldom listened to more than 
half of what his wife said. 


A MODEEN CIKDEEELLA. 


7 


This conyersation took place in the drawing-room of one 
of the houses on the esplanade at Brighton, where Mr. and 
Mrs. Harcourt had taken apartments. The morning was 
lovely; the sea lay before them bright and sparkling; the 
waters blue, with a golden glint of sunshine; the sky clear 
and serene; the waves rolling in and breaking on the shore, 
singing the grand anthem first heard when God parted the 
waters from the dry land. The white sails of distant boats 
looked like beckoning fingers; but the beauty of earth, sky, 
and sea was a dead letter to the husband and wife, whose 
souls were sordid and whose dispositions matched. At 
that moment the door opened, and two young girls entered 
the room. 

We have news this morning, my dears, said Mrs. 
Harcourt, in a very inflated tone of voice; ‘‘ your dear 
papa^s cousin, John Beauchamp, of Weston Grange, is 
dead, and your papa succeeds liim. 

They had suffered many privations, this little family; 
they had been poor, and had known a thousand wants. 
One would have thought the first impulse of children who 
had known the struggles of their parents would have been 
to utter warm, loving congratulations — ^not so the Misses 
Harcourt. 

I hope to goodness,^^ said Jane, the eldest, ‘‘ that our 
dress will be the first thing attended to.^^ 

Now I will have my revenge on Agatha Moore, said 
Mabel. She is always boasting of their carriages, their 
horses, their money; she shall see that other people have 
money, too.^^ 

Not one word of thanks to Heaven; of gladness that 


8 


A MODERN CINDERELLA. 


their parents were freed from many cares; not one impulse 
of gratitude to the great God from whose hands all favors 
flow. 

Agatha Moore will he quite unworthy of any trouble, 
Mabel/ ^ said Mrs. Har court.* “You will choose your 
friends from a superior class of people now.^^ 

“ When shall we go to Weston inquired Jane. 

“ I thought of starting to-morrow/^ replied Mr. Har- 
court. “ You will have plenty to do, girls; you must get 
mourning — deep mourning, mind, with plenty of crape, f or 
yourselves and mamma. 

“ Mourning does not suit me; I detest it,^^ said Mabel. 
“ How long must we wear that, papa?^^ 

“ As long as is customary, replied Mr. Har court. He 
took from the letter a check for a hundred pounds. “ Mr. 
Treherne, knowing our limited circumstances, has very 
thoughtfully sent me this,^^ he said; “ so, girls, there is no 
need to limit yourselves in expense. Thank goodness, those 
trying times are over! Let your mourning be handsome.'^'’ 

“Handsome dresses do not make much difference to 
some people, said Mabel, who never for one moment for- 
got that she had a fine figure and her sister possessed no 
such advantage. 

“ There are many things far more admired than that,^^ 
replied Jane, who felt lierself personally attacked. 

“ My dear girls, interrupted Mrs. Harcourt, “there is 
surely no need for this kind of thing. Pray remember that 
in the circles where we shall move nothing is thought of 
but well-bred repose. 

“ I do not quite understand what Mr. Treherne means 


A MODEKIT CIKDEEELLA. 


9 


by this/^ continued Mr. Harcourt; he says that we shall 
find an ‘ incumbrance ^ at the Grange, over which we must 
use our kindly discretion. 

Some old pensioner?^ ^ suggested Jane. 

Or perhaps a superannuated housekeeper? Papa, do 
not let us be annoyed with anything of that kind.^^ 

Certainly not, Mabel. I can assure you that I intend 
keeping my cousin^s fortune to myself; I do not see the 
force of sharing it with half a score of hangers-on. 

‘‘Was there no will of any kind made?^^ asked Mrs, 
Harcourt. 

“ Yes; one old one was fomid, dated long years ago, by 
which all the property was left to William Beauchamp, 
the younger brother; but he died first, as you perhaps re- 
member. 

The young ladies looked round the apartment with a 
contemptuous glance. 

“ I hope the Grange is large and well built, said Miss 
Mabel; “ I am quite tired of small rooms. 

“ Have no fear, my dear, the Grange might be a castle; 
it is one of the finest old mansions in England. 

“ I do hope,^^ said Jane, the younger, “ that we shall 
be allowed to have a lady^s-maid; the inconvenience we 
have suffered no one knows. 

“ You will have everything becoming to your state and 
fortune, said Mrs. Harcourt, proudly. “And now I 
think we had better see about our shopping at once. 

“ I hope, papa,^^ said Mabel, “ that when you pay the 
bill here you will let the landlady know of our change in 
fortune. I know for a fact that she said she did not be- 


10 


A MODERN CINDERELLA. 


lieve we were real gentle-people; let her know to the con- 
trary. 

I shall not forget/^ was the reply. 

She has looked down upon us/ ’ continued Miss Mabel, 

because she thought we were poor. She will be ready to 
kiss the ground underneath our feet when she knows that 
we are rich.^^ 

“ My dear Mabel, you express yourself too ungraciously 
— remember what I have said, ‘ repose of manner above 
everything else.^ 

It would have been a rich treat for a cynic or a satirist 
to have accompanied the Misses Harcourt as they went 
shopping that day. Their grandeur of manner, the 
haughty expression of face, the sneering comments, the 
half-expressed - opinion that nothing was good enough for 
them — the way in which they ordered about the assistants 
was something wonderful. They had the great pleasure, 
besides, of meeting, in the most fashionable shop, with 
their friend and rival, Agatha Moore, who was the only 
daughter and heiress of a wealthy corn-factor. 

The way in which they talked about cminty families 
and persons in trade was most edifying. They spoke of 
their change of fortune as something they had always ex- 
pected, and quite overwhelmed the corn-factor^s heiress by 
their patronage and grandeur. Before this they had been 
maneuvering in every possible fashion for an invitation to 
visit Miss Moore at her father’s house in London, and the 
good-natured heiress had almost obtained permission; but 
now, in what she imagined to be the highest bred and most 
fashionable manner. Miss Harcourt lamented that, in leav- 


A MODERN CINDERELLA. 


11 


ing Brighton, she must bid a long adieu to her friend. 
The heiress, all unsuspecting, replied that, on the con- 
trary, she should hope to visit them, and to receive visits 
from them. Miss Harcourt repaid herself for all her envy, 
all her jealousy, all the many torments she had suffered 
through her friend^s superior position, when she laughed 
and said: 

I am really sorry, but that can never be. We shall be 
compelled to ^ take up a high position among the county 
people, and then, of course — ^you understand. Although 
we regret it, we can not associate with people in trade.'’ 

And with that parting shot. Miss Harcourt left the girl 
who had been really kind to her, and whose superior 
wealth had been her only fault. 


CHAPTER II. 

A FEW words of introduction to the amiable family 
whose fortunes we ask our readers to follow would not, 
perhaps, be out of place. Richard Harcourt was the cousin 
of John Beauchamp, the wealthy squire of Weston Grange. 
The Beauchamps were an old family, perhaps one of the 
oldest in England; they had no title, for the simple reason 
that, although they had been frequently offered one, they 
invariably refused it. 

‘‘ Ho title can ennoble us," the proud old squire would 
say; “ any man in these days may be a lord, no one could 
be. Squire Beauchamp of Weston Grange. Hot that I de- 
spise the title my country chooses for the reward of great 
men, but they could not ennoble me." 


12 


A MODEKK CIOTERELLA. 


One after another the squires of Westion had succeeded 
each other, until John Beauchamp came into possession. 
He had one brother, younger than himself, William, who 
lived with him. 

John Beauchamp married early in life a beautiful and 
talented lady, the youngest daughter of Lord Colville. He 
loved her with a strength and depth rarely known, and 
when his hopes were highest, when he was expecting an 
heir to his estates, he lost her. Mother and child died to- 
gether. He was inconsolable for many years; he mourned 
as one who could not be comforted. During that time he 
made a will in his younger brother's favor, leaving all that 
he possessed to his brother and his children after him. 

‘^For Wilham,^^ he used to say, ‘^you must marry, or 
the old name will die out. Dearly as I love it, I can not 
marry to save it, because my heart is buried in my wife^’s 
grave; but you must marry. Never mind money, you will 
have more than enough of that; marry into a good old 
family, there is nothing like it. 

But William did not obey his brother in all things; he 
fell in love, but it was to please himself; nor was it with 
the member of a good old family either, but with the 
penniless daughter of a poor school-master, who had but 
a beautiful face and a tender heart for her fortune. 

You can not do it, sir, said the elder brother, when 
the other one mentioned his love. Ours is an old family, 
an ancient family, second to none; you can not bring a 
school-master^s daughter into it. Remember, I forbid all 
thoughts of such a mesalUance.^^ 

And William seemed to yield to his brother; but in a 


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13 


few months afterward the whole neighborhood was aston- 
ished by hearing that the beautiful Eose Hampton had run 
away from home. It might have been thought suspicious 
that at the same time Wilham Beauchamp went for a con- 
tinental tour. If the old squire had any suspicions, he 
never gave utterance to them. William returned, and 
though he made long absences from the Grange, it was still 
his home. 

One absence was longer than others, and when he re- 
turned he wore crape round his ,hat; hut the squire never 
asked the reason why. He was at home six months, then 
told his brother he had business in Paris. He died there 
quite suddenly, and his body was brought to England for 
burial. Some few months after his funeral, a French nurse 
appeared, with a little child, at Weston Grange; she asked 
for an interview with the squire, and told him it was by his 
late brother's directions she acted. 

“ But my late brother, as you call liim, was never mar- 
ried thundered the squire. 

‘‘ I do not know,^’ said the nurse. ‘‘ I knew no wife of 
his. I only know this child; he placed it years ago under 
my care. I understood there was no mother living. 
He told me after his death to bring it to you with these 
papers.-’^ 

She gave him a packet of papers, hut the squire in his 
anger threw them away. Whether he ever read them or 
not is a secret only known to God and himself. The packet 
was picked up the next morning by a servant, and thrown 
into an old lumber-room, while the squire vented his anger 
in loud words. 


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A MODEEN CIOTEKELLA. 


His brother was dead^ and of the dead nothing but gqm 
must be said; but poor William was the first Beauchamp who 
had been»a profligate, a deceiver of women. This unfortu- 
nate child was the first of its kind ever brought to Weston. 
He persisted in saying that his brother had never been mar- 
ried; but as it seemed clear enough it was his child, it 
should receive a decent education — more than that he 
would not say. So the child, a lovely little girl of seven, 
was sent to boarding-school, and John Beauchamp seemed 
to forget its existence. It remained there for ten years, 
and would perhaps have remained for ten years longer, but 
that the mistress of the school died, and when the other 
pupils were sent home, the child, now grown into a beauti- 
ful girl, was sent to Weston Grange. All the squire ^s 
anger was renewed at the sight of her. 

What on earth am I to do with this girl?^^ he asked of 
his old housekeeper, Mrs. Morgan. ‘‘ I can not acknowl- 
edge her. I consider her birth the greatest stain upon our 
name. What am I to do with her?^^ 

Mrs. Morgan was equally at a loss, until it occurred to 
her that she might make the young girl useful in the way 
of keeping accounts, a task which was both odious and re- 
pulsive to her. The squire gladly consented. 

Keep her out of my sight, he said; “ be kind to her, 
let her have what she requires; but I would rather not see 
her."^ 

Mrs. Morgan, who was of a kindly, compassionate nature, 
did her best for the young girl. She kept her carefully 
out of the squire^s sight. She taught her many little use- 
ful arts; but the grand struggle came when it was necessary 


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15 


to give the young girl a name. Hitherto she had home 
that of her nurse, ‘ Latour — Florence Latour/ and one day 
Mrs. Morgan took courage to ask the squire if he intended 
her to keep it. 

Never had the squire been so angry with his faithful old 
servant. 

What name do you expect me to give her?^^ he asked. 

Not my own. The name of Beauchamp has only been 
borne by those born in all honor, not by the children of 
shame and guilt. Let • her be called Florence Latour, and 
teach her to be thankful that she bears, at least, the name 
of an honest woman. 

It was strange how angry the good old squire always was 
over this friendless child; he was so kind, so considerate to 
others; he seemed to shrink even from the mention of her 
name, yet it was thought that he intended making some 
provision for her in his will. He had told the family 
solicitor, Mr. Treherne, so, and the commencement of a 
new will was found among his papers; but the squire died 
quite suddenly at last, and Florence Latour was left penni- 
less and friendless. 

The heir-at-law, the cousin, was not summoned for the 
funeral; he received notice of the death, and was asked to 
hold himself in readiness to come down and take possession 
on the day after. He liked that much better. 

“lam glad to have been spared that ordeal, he said; 
“ anything connected with death makes me so very nerv- 
ous. 

“ Yet you will die yourseK some day,^^ said his wife, who 
never neglected any opportunity of making herself amiable. 


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A MODERIT CIOTERELLA. 


will you/^ lie retorted; ^‘but that fact does not 
make the idea of death any the more pleasant. 

Every preparation was made for their going. When Mr; 
Harcourt paid the bill, he did not neglect the opportunity 
of crushing the mistress of the house by the mention of his 
wealth and importance. They very properly made every 
one who had offered them the least shght, and even those 
who had not, as uncomfortable as possible, and then, with 
great rejoicing, took their departure for Weston Grange. 


CHAPTER in. 

A BRIGHT J uly evening, the day had been hot and sultry, 
but in the afternoon a shower of rain had fallen; the sun 
quickly dried all traces of it away, the leaves were of a 
fresher green, the flowers of a fairer color; the whole earth 
seemed to have been gladdened and refreshed, the birds 
sung in the trees, and the sun shone over all hke a warm, 
bright blessing. Weston Grange looked more beautiful on 
this evening than it had ever done. It was a large, gray 
building of grand porportions and vast extent; the gray 
walls were covered wjth ivy and thick clustering roses, with 
purple passion flowers and jasmine; the large balconies 
were fllled with gayly colored flowers; the grounds sur- 
rounding the house were beautiful and picturesque, the 
fountains played in the sunlight, the tall cedars gave most 
grateful shade; there were conservatories, ferneries, water- 
falls, everything that could increase the beauty or add to 
the luxury of the place, and to-night they were looking 
their fanest. 


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17 


Yesterday in that vast mansion all had been gloom and 
misery, for grim King Death reigned supreme, but to-day 
he had vanished; the windows were thrown open, all trace 
of the late melancholy event done away with, and prepara- 
tions busily carried out for the coming of the new master. 
Perhaps it was for this that the old house wore its gayest 
attire, and the birds sung so sweetly in the stately trees. 
The servants moved about quickly, with expectant faces. 
True, there had been no will discovered, but the new mas- 
ter was sure to give them what the old squire intended to 
leave them; there could be no doubt about that. But there 
was one face in that grand old mansion that wore no smile, 
no bright look; that was pale with weeping and sad with 
sore sickness of heart. 

At the back of the house was an old fruit orchard, and 
in this month of July it presented a most tempting picture 
— rich purple plums and brown pears, rosy apples and ripe 
damsons. At the end of the orchard a green gate led into 
a wild woodland waste; a rock, the top of which was cov- 
ered with green shrubs, stood there, and a pretty little cave 
had been scooped from the rock. The light there was very 
subdued and mellow; a tiny water-fall rippled from the 
summit of the rock and fell into the calm, clear, deep pool 
below. 

On this bright July evening ar young girl sat in the cave 
alone; she had been weeping until it seemed that every tear 
was exhausted, and she had none left to shed; she had an 
open book by her side, but she never turned a page. 
Every now and then a deep sigh would rise from the very 
depths of her heart and tremble on her lips. 


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It was such a young and beautiful face that it seemed 
pitiful to have deep woe and sorrow upon it. It was a face 
that ought to have been radiant with happiness and bright 
with love. Fair, with the most delicate bloom, a color that 
one Sees in the folded leaf of a rose; dark, straight brows, 
and eyes blue as the summer heavens; a mouth like a rose- 
bud; sweet, sensitive lips, perfect in shape and color; with 
the prettiest of all dimpled chins; a neck and throat white 
as ivory, rounded arms and pretty little hands; but the 
crown of ^^Jl that youthful loveliness was a wealth of soft, 
golden hair — not red, nor auburn, nor a pale tint of 
brown, but bright, beautiful, sunny gold; hair that, in 
the sunlight, looked like the aureole round the head of a 
saint. Just now, in the abandonment of her sorrow, it had 
fallen in great shining waves, and made her beautiful as a 
fairy queen. 

She had ceased weeping now, and sat with her sorrowful 
eyes fixed on the smihng sky. 

Birds live to be happy, she murmured to herself ; 
‘‘ they live to sing, the flowers to bloom. Why do I live, 
to whom life brings nothing but sorrow, I who ought never 
to have lived at all — who have no name, no home, no 
friends? Why should even birds and flowers be happier 
than I am?^^ 

As she spoke, a shadow fell over the entrance of the 
cave, and looking up, the young girl saw the kindly old 
housekeeper. 

‘‘ Now, Miss Florence, she said, why are you hiding 
yourself here? You must not act in this way. 

The girl burst into a passionate fit of weeping. 


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19 


‘‘ Oh, Mrs. Morgan, I can not see them, I can not bear 
it! Why can I not die, when God knows how I long for 
itr^ 

“ God knows best, my bonny bairn. You have only seen 
the dark side of the cloud; there is a shyer lining, and 
some day it will be turned toward you. 

“ Ah, you are kind — you say these things to cheer me. 
What silver lining can exist for me? The only good thing 
that could happen to me would be death. 

Mrs. Morgan sat down by the girFs side — she took one 
of the little white burning hands in hers, 

“We all have something to bear, and, my dear, I do not 
hide from you that you will have many unpleasantnesses; 
but the only thing is to bear our troubles bravely; weak 
natures sit down and repine, they cry out continually, they 
let every one know their troubles. A strong nature bears 
up bravely, mounts upon its troubles, as it were, and 
forms of them a ladder to heaven. 

The girl looked up with something more of hope on her 
face. 

“ I should like to do that, but I can not; I am always 
longing for some one to love me — to be happy, as other 
girls are. You do not know how sad it is to be quite 
alone in the world. I am; no one loves me, no one cares 
for me. If I died this moment, there is no one who would 
shed a tear for me. 

“ Except me,^^ said the housekeeper. 

The girl bent down and kissed the wrinkled old hand ex- 
tended to her. 

“ Except you,*’^ she repeated. “ I should indeed be un- 


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A MODERN CINDERELLA. 


grateful to forget you. Have you ever seen Mr. and Mrs. 
Har court, or the young ladies 

‘‘ No; they have never been to. Weston Grange. But if 
they are anything like the Beauchamps, you will soon be 
at home with them.^^ 

Will they send me away?^^ asked the girl, humbly; 
‘‘ or will they let me live here, do you think?^^ 

I can not tell, my dear; as they have daughters of 
their own, they are sure to be kind to you. 

Her face brightened wonderfully. 

“ Do you think so? And the daughters, what will they 
say to me?^^ 

To tell you the truth. Miss Florence, I expect the 
whole family will treat you as though you were a poor re- 
lation depending on them, and you must try to bear it 
cheerfully. Take my word for it, the young ladies will be 
very kind to you — ^they are sure to be so; young girls are 
always kind.^^ 

“ How I shall like to see them!’^ she said, musingly, 
‘‘how happy they must be with parents to love them, 
money and everything to make them happy — everything 
they wish! What a contrast between their hves and mine! 
How kind their great happiness must make them! What 
would you advise me to do, Mrs. Morgan — must I keep out 
of sight until they send for me?^^ 

The woman looked with infinite pity on that young face. 

“ What a shameful thing that she should have, as it 
were, to apologize for her existence !^^ she thought. 

“ Perhaps that would be the best, my dear,^^ she said. 
“ If Mrs. Har court mentions you to me, trust me to say 


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21 


everytliing that is kind. Now leave this melancholy place, 
make yourself look as nice as you can — how you have been 
crying, poor child! — and be ready — 

I will,^^ said the girl, gratefully; and you do not 
think they will scold me for being here, do you?^^ 

‘‘ How can they? It is not your fault you are here; they 
can not scold you for being alive. Try and be as happy as 
you can. Eemember my words — ^you will be happy some 
day, happier than you ever dream about being. You know 
you are growing up. Miss Florence, and you have a fair face 
of your own. Some one will fall in love with it, and then 
you will forget all this desolation and misery. 

‘‘I should thank Heaven said the girl, reverently. 
‘‘ I would rather have some one to love me than be rich as 
a queen. I do not care about money, but I do about love. 

You will have both some day,^^ said the housekeeper 
consolingly. I must go. They are to be here at seven, 
and I have a grand dinner to attend to. The lawyer, Mr. 
Treherne, returns to-morrow, and perhaps some arrange- 
ment will be made about you.^^ 

‘‘ Mrs. Morgan, said the girl, earnestly, do you think 
that any one in the wide world was ever so unhappy as I 
am?^^ 

‘‘ Yes, my dear; your trouble is hght compared to that 
of others, and if you have courage you will rise above all 
your sorrow in time. You know, while I live you will 
never be friendless; when you have anything harder than 
usual to bear, come to my room, and I will help you; above 
all, remember my advice, and keep a cheerful face before 


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people. There is nothing that the wealthy and the happy 
dislike so much as the continual reproach of a sad face.^^ 
And with these parting words, Mrs. Morgan went away, 
leaving the girl alone. She rose slowly from her seat on 
the mossy stone. 

‘‘Now I must not cry any more,^^ she said; “there 
must be an end to all tears. I have to be brave, patient 
and courageous, and meet my fate.^^ 

She walked slowly through the orchard, and as she 
passed through the court -yard a traveling carriage drew up 
to the door; from it alighted three ladies dressed in deep 
mourning, and a gentleman, but they did not see Florence 
Latour. 


CHAPTER IV. 

“ A VERY decent house indeed,^^ said Mrs. Harcourt, as 
she looked round the grand old dining-room where the 
squire had been wont to exeicise such noble hospitality, 
“but it wants modernizing. I should hke to refurnish 
some of these rooms. 

They had partaken of a recherche httle dinner, and now 
sat with a bottle of the squire^s famous old port, glowing 
like molten rubies, a dainty dessert, consisting of purple 
grapes, ripe peaches and apricots. 

The young ladies, after heartily enjoying these dainties, 
had gone to choose their rooms. 

“ This is a change, my dear,^^ said Mr. Harcourt, com- 
placently, “ from the lodgings at Brighton. 

“ Of course it is a change,"^ said his lady, snappishly, 


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23 


but I hope, Mr. Harcourt, you will keep up your dignity 
before the servants; there is no need for them to know that 
we have not been bred well enough. Do not be so ready to 
admire everything, it is extremely ill-bred. 

On any other occasion these words would have caused a 
retort which would have ended in a quarrel — a very usual 
thing with Mr. and Mrs. Harcourt — but the dainty, well- 
served dinner and the fine old port had left him in a state 
of mind almost seraphic. 

He made no reply, but smiled serenely. 

“We certainly can not blame ourselves with ever having 
given away too much,^^ continued the lady, “ and I do not 
see any necessity for altering our habits in this respect — 
money given away is money lost.^^ 

“ You are quite -right, my dear,^^ said her husband. 

“ Another thing, Richard, what we spend let it be spent 
upon ourselves. In our rank the girls ought to marry well 
— they must marry well, in fact, and money spent on them 
to further that purpose will be well spent. 

“ Your words are the words of wisdom, my dear Sophia. 

“You must make inquiries about" our neighbors, and if 
you find any of them eligible, you must at once invite 
them.^' 

“ I know of one very eligible bachelor — rich, titled, and 
handsome. ” 

“ The very thing; who is he?^^ asked Mrs. Harcourt, 
hurriedly. 

“ Sir Leonard Falconer, of Falcon Court. But it is only 
fair to tell you, my dear, that the Duchess of Leamington 


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would be very glad to win him for one of her daughters; he 
is sought after by half the county. ’’ 

I am not afraid; there^s no finer figure in England 
than MabeEs — and no more beautiful voice than Janets. I 
should really feel myself rewarded for some of my trouble 
if I could see one of my daughters Lady Falconer — the 
other would be sure to marry well. I shall invite him 
often. Mabel must dress becomingly, and Jane must sing. 
I shall ask no other girls to meet him.^^ 

What reply the husband would have made is unknown, 
for at that moment the dining-room door opened, and Ma- 
bel entered, with no very amiable expression on her face. 

‘‘ Are you aware of this — this imposition, mamma she 
asked, throwing herself back in a chair. I am shocked 
— horrified 

What do you mean, child asked her mother, sharply. 

I went through what is called the western wing, think- 
ing that the rooms were more pleasant there — and, mam- 
ma, I saw a young girl, positively a girl about seventeen; 
she fiushed crimson when I saw her, and she says ^ she be- 
longs to the house.-’ 

“ What impertinence!^^ cried Mrs. Harcourt. Richard, 
ring the bell; let us see who tliis is.-’^ 

An expression of something hke alarm came over Mr. 
Harcourt’s face. 

A young girl — says she belongs to the house?’’ he re- 
peated. My dear, can that be the incumbrance men- 
tioned by Mr. Treheme?” 

“ Ring the bell!” said the lady, sharply, and he instant- 
ly complied. It was answered by a footman. 


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25 


‘‘ Send Mrs. Morgan to me at once/^ cried the irate 
lady; without any delay — do you hear?^^ 

A few minutes, and then Mrs. Morgan entered, looking 
very pale. Mrs. Harcourt sternly repeated her daughter's 
story. 

“ Who is this girl?^^ she asked, imperiously — and what 
does she mean by saying that she belongs to the house — 
pray explain 

The housekeeper looked uneasily at Miss Mabel. 

“ I could explain to you better, madame,^^ she said, “ if 
you would allow me to see you alone. 

Mabel, leave the room,^^ said Mrs. Harcourt. 

‘‘ Indeed, mamma, I see no occasion for anything of the 
kind; I know quite as much of the world as this good wom- 
an; what you may hear and she can tell, I may certainly 
listen to.^^ 

Mrs. Harcourt looked very angry, but she knew how 
useless it was to discuss with her daughter; the head of 
the family smiled, as was his wont when any difference of 
opinion arose between the ladies; but the good housekeeper 
looked shocked at such want of respect and obedience to 
proper authority. She looked fixedly at the young lady, 
and in her own mind quite agreed with her, that nothing 
she could say would hurt her. 

The young girl, madame, is called Florence Latour. 
The late squire kept her at school for many years. She is 
very clever and accomplished, and has no other home but 
this.^^ 

‘‘ What claim has she to this homeH^^ asked the lady, 
haughtily. 


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A MODERN CINDERELLA. 


The housekeeper's face flushed crimson. 

‘‘ My late master, the squire, had a younger brother — 

I know,^^ interrupted Mrs. Harcourt, impatiently. 

‘‘ And this girl is his daughter, madame.^^ 

‘‘His daughter repeated the lady, in undisguised 
amazement. “ I never heard that he was married 

“ Nor did I, madame,^^ said the housekeeper, slowly. 

Mrs. Harcourt started from her chair in violent indigna- 
tion. 

“ You do not mean to tell me,^’ she cried, “ that a girl 
of that kind has been allowed to come here to live in this 
house 

“ Alas! madame, she has no other home.^^ 

“ Where is her wicked mother 

“ Dead — long ago,^^ said the housekeeper. 

“ She must go at once!^^ said the lady. “ I could not 
allow my innocent children even to see such a person. I 
am horrified. I blame you exceedingly, Mrs. Morgan; you 
ought to have told me of this at once. She ought, most 
certainly, to have left the house before we entered it. She 
must go at once. 

“ Of course, madame, your will is law,^^ said the house- 
keeper, slowly, “ but she has no other home, no money, no 
friends; it might, perhaps, excite unpleasant remarks if 
she were sent away so suddenly. 

“ Of course Mrs. Morgan is right, my dear — ^you can not 
do such a thing hastily. I agree with you, she must go 
and work for her living, but a situation of some kind must 
be found for her — you could not turn a girl adrift upon 
the world. 


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27 


‘‘ 1 could and would/ ^ said the lady; and, to do her 
justice, she would cheerfully have done it. 

“ Send her to us,^^ interrupted Mr. Harcourt. 

I have never been so annoyed in all my life,^^ said his 
wife. It is unheard of that respectable people should be 
exposed to this kind of thing. You can fetch her here, 
Mrs. Morgan. 

All hope for the hapless, helpless girl had died out of 
the housekeeper's kindly heart as she listened — all hope of 
kindly protection, of .help, of compassionate kindness; one 
look at the hard, shrewd, cold, vinegarish face before her 
told her none of woman^s kindly graces were to he found 
there. She turned away to go in search of the girl, and 
her heart died within her as she did so. 

As though she could help it,^^ said the woman to her- 
self. ‘‘It is her misfortune, poor child, not her fault. 
Heaven help her — and for the matter of that, it will be 
Heaven help us all. These people are not like the Beau- 
champs.^^ 

It was some time before the housekeeper could find Flor- 
ence, and then she discovered that the unhappy girl had 
taken refuge in her room. She was not weeping — she 
seemed to have passed that stage — but she was deadly 
pale, and her hands trembled as she clasped them round 
the housekeeper's arm. 

“ I have seen one of them,^^ she said, “ and she spoke 
so angrily to me. What shall I do? Oh, Mi’s. Morgan, 
could I run away? What shall I do?^^ 

The kind face bent over her, fiushed with indignation. 

“ Miss Florence, she said, “ you need not be afraid. I 


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am sorry to speak one word against my employers, but 
these are not gentlefolks, my dear —not true gentle-people — 
no matter how much money they have. You need not fear 
them. Hold up your head, my poor child! Why need 
you tremble? You can go away and work for yourself. 
Dearly as I love the old place, I shall not stay here long. 
Come with me and see the mistress of the house. 

Must I go?^^ said Florence, and the housekeeper saw 
that she trembled in every limb. 

“ Yes. Keep up your courage; always remember there 
is a higher future waiting for you. Do not be frightened; 
speak up boldly when Mrs. Harcourt addresses you.^^ 

You are coming with me,^^ said the girl, clinging to 
her only friend. 

‘‘Yes, my dear. May Heaven — Heaven forsake me, 
when I forsake you. I can say no more.^^ 


OHAPTEE V. 

“ So,^^ said Mrs. Harcourt, slowly, her face darkening 
with anger — “ so this is the girl?^^ 

Mother and daughter both detested her on the instant, 
but the beautiful face and quivering lips took the master 
of the house by surprise; he half rose from his chair, but 
his lady wife frowned. 

“ There is no need to rise, Mr. Harcourt, she said. 
“ Mrs. Morgan, will you bring that young person here?” 

She was a mother herself, and the sight of those pleading 
eyes, that wistful face, might have softened her, but it did 
not; she turned angrily to the housekeeper. 


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29 


“ Why has not this girl been attended to? See that all 
that nonsensical quantity of hair is cut off; you should 
never encourage foolish notions, Mrs. Morgan. 

There was not one word of kindness, not one word of 
sympathy, and the girTs lips quivered; it was with diffi- 
culty she refrained from weepiug aloud. 

I was not prepared to find you here,^^ she said, severe- 
ly. ‘‘ Had I known, some arrangements should have been 
made before my daughters arrived. 

“ I am very sorry, madame,^^stammered the poor child. 

Yes, that is all very well; you must prepare to quit 
the Grange at once. You have received a tolerable educa- 
tion, I presume ?^^ 

She said yes; that she had tried hard — oh, so hard — ^to 
study. Mrs. Harcourt brusquely interrupted her. 

It was very generous of the squire, but then he had no 
claims upon him; such generosity on our * part would be 
smful; we have children of our own. Let me hear the re- 
sult of this education. Can you speak French ?^^ 

French, Italian, and German, madame,^^ replied the 
girl, humbly. 

Do not boast. What else, pray? Speak the truth, 
and no more. 

‘‘ I can play and siug, madame; I can pamt in oils.^^ 

“ You know enough for a governess, then. Perhaps I 
may interest myself in gettiug you a situation. While you 
remain here you may make yourself useful to my daugh- 
ters; but remember to keep out of the road of all visitors; 
do you hear?’^ 

‘‘Yes, madame. 


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‘‘ And mind that I do not see yon again with that tangle 
of hair. You can go. Mrs. Morgan, you will see that all 
my directions are followed out.'^^ 

‘‘Thank Heaven said the girl, when she was once 
more alone with her humble friend. “ Oh, thank Heaven, 
I am to go away! What cold faces; they had not one 
word of welcome for me — not one word. Will all the world 
be the same?^^ 

“Ho, child; you will find warm, loving, true hearts 
there, as well as cold ones. 

A shght storm followed their exit. 

“ AVhat a very beautiful girl!^^ said Mr. Harcourt, “ and 
what a pity, my dear, that she should cut ofi that mag- 
nificent hair.^^ 

“ Just like papa,^^ sneered Mabel; “ the idea of calling 
such a wax doll beautiful. 

Mr. Harcourt,^ ^ said his wife, severely, “ such remarks 
do not become either your age or station. Mabel, you may 
as well make the girl useful while she stays. She is a 
good French scholar — you might brush up yoim French a 
little by talking to her. See if she has any taste in dress; 
if so, she can alter some, of those old silks. Mind you do 
not allow the least f amiGarity from her. 

“Ho fear of that, mamma;^^ and, indeed, there was 
not the least. 

“I am very seriously annoyed, said Mrs. Harcourt; 
“but we can do nothing, I suppose, without Mr. Tre- 
herne^s advice. 

The morrow brought Mr. Treherne, who was curious to 
see the new representative of an old and honored family. 


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31 


He was disappointed at first sight by the faces of husband 
and wife; he rightly judged the mean, sordid, avaricious 
souls. Almost the first conversation was about Florence. 
Mrs. Harcourt had insisted on being present, somewhat to 
the lawyer^s astonishment, but she had been too long ac- 
customed to manage her husband^s affairs to give it up 
now. 

You mentioned an incumbrance in your letter, said 
the lady, “ and you were speaking, I presume, of the 
young girl? I consider the whole matter very annoying 
indeed. 

“ The late squire certainly ought to have made some 
provision for her,^^ said Mr. Treherne. “ It is unpardona- 
ble to have left her in this destitute state. 

Mrs. Harcourt looked angrily at him. 

‘‘ I should imagine the squire to have been far too moral 
a man ever to encourage vice,^^ she said. 

I do not consider providing for a helpless orphan is 
encouraging vice, madame,^^ retorted the lawyer. 

Who was the girFs mother?^ ^ asked Mr. Harcourt, 
anxious to prevent a quarrel between his wife and his law- 
yer. 

I can not say — I can only guess; but I myself shall 
always say and think that Mr. William Beauchamp was 
married to her, no matter who she was.^^ 

‘^Married!^^ cried Mrs. Harcourt — ‘‘why that would 
make the girl heiress to the whole estate. 

“ Certainly it would. There are no proofs of any such 
marriage, but I most certainly think it took place. 


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‘‘ My dear/^ said Mr. Harcourt to his wife^ “ we had 
better be kind to the girl.^^ 

‘‘Nonsense! you are easily frightened. If there had 
been any marriage, the squire would have heard of it,^^ 
said Mrs. Harcourt; “ there has been no such thing I 

“ I willingly admit there is no proof of it, madame; but 
I knew Wilham Beauchamp — he was the soul of honor; 
nothing in this world could shake my faith in him. I 
know another thing, and that is, the squire always intended 
to leave her provided for. 

“ Pray what did he intend to leave her?^^ asked Mrs. 
Harcourt. 

“ Two hundred per annum, madame; he mentioned the 
sum to me, and I quite approved of his purpose^ ^ 

“ Two hundred a year! Most absurd! It was really a 
fortunate thing that the squire did not make such an ab- 
surd will — he would certainly have been laughed at.^^ 

Mr. Treherne continued gravely: 

“ The squire also intended leaving fifty pounds per an- 
num to the housekeeper, Mrs. Morgan, and legacies of 
twenty-five and fifty pounds to each of the servants. 

“ Ridiculous !^^ said Mr. Harcourt. 

“ Of course, continued the lawyer, “ it is quite at your 
own option whether you carry out those kindly intentions 
or not; but permit me, as the friend and adviser of the 
family, to say one thing: do not turn this young girl out- 
of-doors. There are many people who share my belief, 
and think that her father was married; whether it was so 
or not, there has always been great sympathy expressed for 
the girl, and it would do you an immensity of harm t£ you 


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were to turn her out. I know of nothing that would excite 
a more unpleasant feeling in the neighborhood. 

In vain Mrs. Har court tried to say something with bland 
courtesy that was yet full of defiance. Mr. Treherne re- 
fused to hear any more on the subject. He had said what 
he had to say; now let them please themselves. He had 
made an effort for the poor, friendless girl; let them do as 
they would. 

He was not very anxious to continue his office as agent 
for the estate. He had had a great love and reverence for 
the old squire; he had none for these people who succeeded 
him. It was a matter of perfect indifference to him 
whether he' continued in his office or not. They saw it, 
and for that reason were doubly anxious to retain him. 
Mr. Harcourt begged that he would serve him faithfully as 
he had done the squire. 

I will do it if you wish,^^ said Mr. Treherne, “ but I 
can foresee many points on which we shall disagree. I am 
decidedly of opinion that the legacies ought to be paid. 
Mrs. Morgan, for example, has lived in this house since 
she was a young girl of twelve; she is now nearly sixty. 
Such long and faithful service deserves a reward. 

“ She has been well paid, and has saved money, I do not 
doubt, said Mrs. Harcourt. 

But the lawyer was not to be beguiled into a controversy 
with her. He addressed himself entirely to Mr. Harcourt, 
and it is only fair to say that gentleman felt a thrill of de- 
light in seeing his wife snubbed. 

‘‘ I suppose, said the lady to her husband, some time 


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afterward, that we shall he compelled to keep this odi- 
ous girl, whether we like it or not?’^ 

“ You will not make her life too pleasant, said Mr. 
Harcourt. Now, Sophia, could you -not stretch a point 
for oiice, and be kind to the girl? It^s very annoying, I 
know, but she can not help it, poor thing! It is hardly 
fair to blame her. 

“ Leave me to manage my own business, Mr. Harcourt; 
men are all alike — the sight of a fair face is enough to 
make them weak as water. 

“ Nay, we are not quite so bad. I do not mean spoil 
her, or indulge her, or anything of that kind, but you 
might be kind to her; I am sure the poor girl would be 
grateful. 

‘‘ If she does remain, and I have not made up my mind 
about it, she must act as maid to Mabel and Jane. 

“Heaven help her!^^ thought the master of Weston 
Grange, but he did not dare to breathe such a prayer. So 
his lady decided, and she told Mr. Treherne that evening, 
with a grim smile on her f^(5e> that she had been consider- 
ing what he said, and had decided upon keeping Florence 
with her. The lawyer looked up most agreeably surprised. 

“You have decided kindly, madame,^^ he said, and 
although she had resolved that Florence should save the 
expenses of two maids, and should toil incessantly, that 
lady felt all the glow of a virtuous action. 


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CHAPTER VI. 

It is supposed that the wild Indians have a fair idea of 
torture, that they know how to inflict tortures that do not 
occur to others; but for torture, in what may be called its 
refined state, nothing can exceed the pain inflicted by 
proud, disagreeable, jealous women on those in their 
power. The tortures of the Indians are nothing to it. In 
the one case the body suffers; in the other, heart, mind 
and soul. 

No words could tell what Florence endured from the 
time the Harcourts took possession of Weston Grange un- 
til the old housekeeper's prophecies were fulfilled, and the 
silver side of the cloud was turned to her. 

Mrs. Harcourt, on the day after her conversation with 
Mr. Treheme, sent for the young girl to her room. She 
had thought long and deeply over her project, and it 
seemed to her a most economical one. It would be a great 
advantage to her daughters to have some one who spoke 
French, and could give Jane an idea of pronunciation in 
singing her Italian songs; one who could be used at the 
same time as a maid, who would perhaps display excellent 
taste in dress, and give to her daughters all the advantage 
of a refined and elegant taste. As for cost, she would 
take care the girl cost little enough:- there would be no 
need to give her money, she could wear the girls^ old 
dresses, and the food of one person would make but little 


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difference in a large household. The more she thought of 
her plan, the more excellent it seem'ed. In a glow of 
good-humored virtue she rang the bell and ordered the 
young girl to be sent to her. Florence entered, pale and 
trembhng, expectmg some harsh decision, some unkind 
words; to her surprise Mrs. Harcourt received her with a 
smile. 

I have sent for you,^^ she said, that you may know 
what decision Mr. Harcourt and myself have arrived at 
with regard to you. I shall expect your life-long grati- 
tude. Many people in our position would at once have 
sent you adrift. We do not intend acting so harshly; we 
are willing that you should find a good home with us. 
We will feed you, clothe you, give you all the advantages 
of a good home, and in return we shall exact from you 
certain services; they will, I hope, be cheerfully ren- 
dered. 

The young girl muttered something, but no expression 
of gratitude came over her face. 

“ Do you not think, madame,^^ she said, quietly, that 
it would be better perhaps for me to go out in the world 
and work?^^ 

I do not think so. You would not find it so easy to 
find a situation, owing to the imfortunate nature of your 
position; no one will take you as governess to children. 
We could not answer any inquiries made as to your char- 
acter, and there would be insurmountable difficulties; 
there would be the expense of providing you with an out- 
fit; in fact, it is not to be thought of.^^ 

The beautiful face grew paler as the lady went on. 


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“ While you live you can never be thankful enough for 
this kindness shown to you now. In return for it I shall 
expect you always to speak French with my daughters, to 
wait upon them, to assist in making their dresses, to dress 
their hair; in short, to do all that they require; not much, 
not very hard work, considering what a home you will 
have; and I shall wish you always to be cheerful and well- 
behaved. 

Again the murmured words that she did not understand, 
but chose to interpret as thanks. 

/‘I am glad to see you grateful, she said, with great 
condescension. “ There is another thing I must mention. 
The servants in the house are accustomed to call you Miss 
Florence; you must see that that is put a stop to at once; 
it places you on an equality with my daughters, and that I 
could not for one moment allow. You can begin your 
duties at once by going to Miss Harcourt^s room and at- 
tending to what she wants. 

‘‘ I do not believe, thought the lady to herself, “ that 
she is one bit grateful. She looks hke a princess in dis- 
guise; I must take all that nonsense out of her.^^ 

The whole household were informed that it was ma- 
dame’s wish that the young girl should be called Florence, 
and not miss. There were many remarks made that would 
have sorely displeased madame had she overheard them. 
One impression gained ground, and that was that the 
“ new people were not really gentle-people;^^ they were 
so different to the ‘‘ princely Beauchamps.’^ 

♦ ♦ * * * * 

So you are to be our maid?” said Mabel, when Flor- 


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ence timidly presented herself. “Mamma must please 
herself, of course; hut I do not think it a very sensible 
arrangement. I hope you will keep your place. 

“ I will try my best to please you/^ said a sweet, mus- 
ical voice, the very music of which was hateful in MabeFs 
ears. 

“ Can you make a dress?^^ asked Miss Jane, sharply. 

“ I have never tried, was the quiet reply; “ but I will 
do so now. 

Miss Harcourt opened a drawer, and took from it some 
remnants of crape and black jet beads. 

“ Try if you can make something ornamental of this for 
my dress, she said, and then stood moodily watching the 
slender fingers as they rapidly moved among the jet. 

“ How do you contrive to keep your hands so white 
asked Mabel. “ They look as though you had never done 
one day’s work. ” 

“ I work very hard,” said Florence. “ My hands are 
naturally white, I suppose. I do nothing to make them 
so.” 

And in a few more minutes she had fashioned an elegant 
ornament out of the materials given to her. She held it 
out to Mabel, perhaps in her simpHcity expecting a kind 
word. 

“ It will do,” said Mabel, ungraciously. “ Now take 
this black silk carefully to pieces. "We shall find you 
plenty of work in time.” 

The sisters had each a suite of pretty rooms — a bedroom^ 
dressing-room, and sitting-room; there was also attached to 


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them a kind of anteroom, and here it was arranged that 
Florence should sit to sew. 

It was Miss Jane who proposed this spiteful arrange- 
ment. 

“ Then we can see that she is always at work, and she is 
within call,^^ observed that sagacious young lady; and from 
that hour the tortiu:es commenced for poor Florence. 

Mrs. Morgan had been very kind to her; she had given 
her light tasks, easy of accomplishment, and had allowed 
her to spend all the rest of her time in reading, or study of 
some kind; but that was now all at an end. She was 
obliged to j-ise before six; she had to see that both young 
ladies had a cup of tea brought into their rooms, and then 
to prepare all kinds of luxuries for their toilets; she must 
attend while they dressed. If they happened to be good- 
humored she escaped, but if not they did not hesitate to 
abuse her to their hearts^ content. 

No lady^s-maid would have put up with half that she 
patiently endured. When the young ladies went to break- 
fast she went to her sewing; sometimes she found time to 
take a cup of tea, but both sisters, if they could help it, 
would never allow her one minute away from her work. 
The whole day long she was busy at her sewing. It was 
impossible to say which was the greater, her patience or 
their insolence to her; they insisted upon her work being 
perfection — she must undo and do over and over again to 
satisfy them; with aching head and half-bHnded eyes she 
must leave her work to dress them for dinner. How they 
ordered her about, scolded her, and found fault with every- 
thing she did, words could not describe. When they went 


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down to dinner it would only have been natural for the girl 
to have gone out into the fresh air; but no, she must re- 
turn, without loss of time, to her work — she must sew 
until it was time to attend to the undressing of the two 
young ladies, then she must prepare dresses for the morn- 
ing. Lest she should escape their vigilance, and contrive 
either to read or go out of doors, they set her so many 
tasks, and would have them finished. No galley-slave ever 
worked harder than this young girl, beautiful, graceful, 
and accomplished. Her meals were brought into the little 
anteroom to her, lest she should lose time by talking if 
she went to the housekeeper's room. 

At' first she wept wildly; there were whole nights when 
the servants could not sleep for the sound of that pitiful, 
passionate weeping. After a time she ceased to weep, 
tears were all unavailing — a dull kind of apathy crept over 
her, her lovely eyes lost their light, her beautiful face grew 
pale and sad, she was never seen to smile; she grew thinner 
and paler day by day, she seemed too wearied even to com- 
plain; she would lay her head on the housekeeper's knee, 
and, looking wistfully up at her, ask: 

“ Do you think I shall live very long, Mrs. Morgan? I 
shall be so glad when it^s my time to die; I often think 
that God will be, oh, so much kinder to me because I have 
had no happiness here below, and He knows it is not my 
fault — is it? If any one told me I had to die to-morrow, I 
should be so glad; I am not complaining, but I am so tired 
— so tired 

At last she looked so ill, so altered, that Mrs. Morgan 
took courage and went to Mrs. Harcourt to ask permission 


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for the young girl to go out sometimes. That lady ac- 
corded it very ungraciously. 

She did not see what such girls wanted with so much 
fresh air! 

“ I do^not think, madame, she has left the house for the 
last two months/^ said Mrs. Morgan. 

She was graciously permitted to go out while the family 
were at lunch, but she must be back and at her work again 
when lunch was over. 

She did not even smile- when she was told of the privi- 
lege; it seemed to the poor, overworked, overburdened 
girl, that it was too late for anything, except to wish that 
she were ready to die. 


CHAPTER Vn. 

Four months had passed since the Harcourts took up 
their residence at Weston Grange; sufficient time had been 
devoted, they thought, to mourning, so the dark dresses 
were laid aside, sumptuous toilets ordered from London 
and Paris, and the Misses Harcourt prepared to astonish 
the neighborhood. 

One of the first gentlemen to call upon the new squire 
was Sir Leonard Falconer, of Falcon^s Court — a hand- 
some, genial, high-spirited nobleman — a thoroughly honest 
English gentleman; chivalrous, earnest, noble, with a cer- 
tain kind of simplicity, for which every one loved him. 
He was very handsome, with a frank, high-bred Saxon 
face, and beautiful eyes; beautiful lips, too, that never 
smiled or pleaded in vain. 


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He liked visiting at Weston Grange. For his benefit, 
Eichard Harcourt put on airs of cordiality and genial hos- 
pitality quite foreign to his nature; for him, Mrs. Harcourt 
smiled kind, bright smiles; for his especial benefit and ad- 
vantage, MabeFs fine figure was displayed to the utmost 
advantage; and for him Jane sung her sweetest songs. 

They professed such cordial, kindly liking for him, they 
made him so welcome, that Sir Leonard was blinded as to 
their real character; he visited them often. Poor Florence 
had cause to remember his name; the sisters were ordinari- 
ly tiresome enough, but when he was coming she was in 
despair. 

Jane would change her flowers, her ornaments, her 
jewels a dozen times over; and no dress could be devised 
that showed MabePs figure to sufficient perfection. When 
Florence had patiently brought out six or seven Mabel 
would lose her temper. 

‘‘You know Sir Leonard is coming, and you do it on 
purpose,^^ she would say. “ You are too stupid to live!’^ 
and then the hard hair-brush would be rapped on the soft, 
white fingers. 

“ Sir Leonard is coming soon became a formula that 
poor Florence detested. She, herself, was never allowed to 
come near any of the rooms when visitors were present; 
she had strict orders to confine herself to the back of the 
house, so that she had never seen Sir Leonard. She heard 
plenty of him; at night the sisters quarreled most terribly 
about him, each one repeating every word he had said. 

“lam sure it is me he likes, Mabel would say; “ he 
looks at me, and — well, I know I am the favorite. 


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^‘Nothing of the kind snapped Jane, “ Sir Leonard 
loves music — he will never marry any one who does not 
sing well/^ 

“He will never marry you, my dear, says Mabel, 
serenely. 

“Nor you, my love,^^ retorts Jane. 

And then, having quarreled with each other, they would 
both unite in abusing Florence. 

She was weary in her heart and soul and mind; weary 
unto death; but there seemed no escape from her slavery — 
none but death. 

One day it happened that the whole family — father, 
mother, and daughters — had gone out, and Mrs. Morgan, 
going up into the anteroom, insisted upon Florence taking 
a run in the grounds. 

“ I will finish that dress for you, she said; “it is a 
lovely, clear, bright, cold morning, and you must go. 

By that time the girl had grown apathetic. She did not 
care whether she went out or not. She was fast reaching 
that state when nothing either pained or pleased her. 

More to please the housekeeper than herself, she went; 
and that morning was the turning point of her life. 

It was bright', clear, and cold; a beautiful October morn- 
ing, and the gorgeous autumn fiowers were all in bloom; 
the leaves — red, golden, and brown — lay on the paths; the 
vseods looked inviting, and she had not seen them since 
the old squire died. 

She was a poet by nature, this unloved, neglected girl, 
and the poet^s soul was strong within her. The dead 
leaves, the bare branches, the clear blue sky, the wind 


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half singing, half moaning — rising and falling like the 
music of some grand chant — filled her soul with a sense of 
beauty for which she could not find words. It was so 
great a luxury to be alone — to be away from the sound of 
those shrill, scolding voices — away from the cold faces, 
away from the wearisome tasks — out here in the sweet, 
wild woods alone. It was luxury enough to find a seat on 
one of the fallen trees, and sit with clasped hands watching 
the swaying branches, the blue sky, the long woodland 
vistas — Hstening to the grand anthems of the mind — con- 
tent. So well content to sit there alone. 

She little dreamed how fair a picture she presented, nor 
who was watching her as she sat there. The ill-fitting 
dress she wore — one of MabeTs, a sad-colored silk that had 
done duty for many years — did not and could not disguise 
the grace of that perfect figure; the beautiful, girlish face, 
so sweet, so sad, so wistful, perhaps all the lovelier for its 
traces of delicate health, was inexpressibly touching; there 
was something so resigned, so patient in the attitude, and 
he, who was looking on with eyes full of admiration, said 
to himself — 

“ Youth should not look like that.’^ 

He was standing leaning against an old stile. He had 
intended to cross the woods, but seeing this beautiful vision 
under the trees, he stopped to watch it. She was perfectly 
unconscious of his presence. As he stood there, she took 
her hat from her head, and all the wealth of golden hair 
fell over her — the magnificent hair so detested by Mrs. 
Har court. She laid her head back against the trunk of a 
tree, watching intently the clear sky and tall trees. Then 


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he saw the beautiful eyes fill with tears, and the sweet lips 
quiver. 

“ She looks very unhappy/^ he thought; ‘‘ what can be 
the matter with her? and who can she be? I must speak to 
her. I never saw a face one half so beautiful. I wish I 
could comfort her.^^ 

And with the sudden wish to comfort her came such a 
rush of love that he trembled as he looked at her. He 
crossed the path, and then, seeing that she looked up in 
startled alarm, he took off his hat and said: 

“ I trust that I have not disturbed you.^^ 

Her face flushed crimson; she rose with a frightened look 
he never forgot. She had been told so often never to allow 
any visitors or strangers to see her, and now here was a 
gentleman positively speaking to her. He did not under- 
stand her alarm. 

‘‘lam sure that I have frightened you, he said. “ Let 
me introduce myself, then you will know that I am not a 
stranger; my name is Sir Leonard Falconer, and I am a 
frequent visitor at the Grange here. 

She looked up at him in wonder; this was Leonard Fal- 
coner — this handsome, kindly, nobleman — the gentleman 
over whom her cousins were always disputing — it was 
almost impossible. He could not help seeing the surprise 
so plainly expressed in her eyes, and he laughed good- 
naturedly. 

“ Why do you look so astonished at me?^^ he asked. 

“ I — beg your pardon, she replied; “ but I am so sur- 
prised to find yoio are Sir Leonard Falconer — 

“You have heard my name, then?^^ he interrupted. 


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hastily, “ yet I do not remember to have had the pleasure 
of meeting you before/^ 

Again her face grew crimson. Oh, what would ' happen 
to her if by any chance this incident came to Mrs. Har- 
court^s ears? She looked at him — the sweet, wistful face 
was raised so shyly to his. 

“ You look so kind,^^ she said, I want to ask you to 
grant me a favor. 

“ I will do anything on earth for you/^ he said, eagerly. 

“Will you please not to mention to any one that you 
have seen me here? I ought not to be here, but I wanted 
to see the woods. You will not tell any one?^’ 

“ I will not indeed,^^ he replied; “ but you forget that I 
do not know you — and I should so very much like to see 
you again. 

She only smiled; and he remembered it, because it was 
the first smile he had seen on her face. 

The next moment she had vanished among the trees, and 
he would not distress her by following her to see where she 
went. 


CHAPTER VIII. 

Mrs. Harcourt was seated, with her two daughters, in 
the drawing-room at Weston Grange. They were evidently 
prepared for visitors, and were sitting in state. Mabel was 
most elaborately and beautifully dressed, thanks to the 
skill, the taste and industry of Florence. Jane, less elabo- 
rate, not having any great amount of figure to display, was 
busily engaged in copying music. 


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They sat in silence for some minutes, then Mrs. Harcourt 
said: 

‘‘ Sir Leonard Falconer has been coming here for some 
time now.^^ 

Neither of the sisters uttered a word in reply. 

‘‘ Has he — is he particular in his attentions to either of 
you?^^ continued Mrs. Harcourt. 

An angry look from Jane. 

I do not know what you call particular, mamma, she 

said. 

“I hope,^^ continued Mrs. Harcourt, “ that you do not 
allow any silly feeling of jealousy to interfere. Remember, 
it does not matter which of you becomes Lady Falconer, 
but I shall certainly expect one or the other to succeed. 

“We can not help it if Sir Leonard does not propose, 
said Mabel, sulkily. 

“You can and must. He comes so often, and is so in- 
clined to be friendly with us, that I am quite sure if you 
managed discreetly, you could get a proposal from him. 

“I do not think so, said Jane. “He is, as you say, . 
very kiud, very friendly, but nothiug of that kind is ever 
alluded to. 

“ Then you must be very deficient. Many girls, with 
only half the chance that Sir Leonard has given you, would 
have been married before now.^^ 

“Sir Leonard Falconer announced a servant; and a 
change, wonderf td to see, came over the faces of the ladies. 
The shrewd, sour looks vanished as though by magic; 
sweetest smiles, most bland and amicable grace, beamed in 
each countenance. Sir Leonard was warmly welcomed. 


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“We were just wishing for a visitor to dispel our 
ennui/ ^ said Mrs. Harcourt. “My husband is gone out, 
and we were very lonely. 

The young baronet made some laughing reply, greeted 
Mabel, and going over to Jane, sat down by her side. 

“ What song are you copying?^^ he asked. 

“ Your favorite, she replied; “ ‘ The Bells of Aber- 
geldy.’ ” 

His face lighted with pleasure. 

“ Will you sing it for me?^^ he asked; “ the air has 
haunted me since I heard it. 

Jane complied in her most charming manner. She had 
a very sweet face, and though she sung without expression, 
without feeling, or pathos, her voice was certainly sweet 
and musical. 

“ Thank you,^^ he said. “ I have never heard any air 
that I like better.^’ 

“ He certainly prefers Jane,^^ thought the watchful 
mother; “ I must give Mabel a hint to keep out of the 
way.^^ 

“ How some faces remind one of music, continued Sir 
Leonard; “ that air, ‘ The Bells of Abergeldy,^ is very 
sweet and sad; I have seen a face that brought it so forcibly 
to my mind — sad, sweet, wistful, lovely, young, and full 
of pathos. 

Mrs. Harcourt looked up in alarm. It would never do 
to have him in such raptures over other people^s faces. 

“ You are romantic, Sir Leonard,'’^ she said. “ Jane, 
my dear, see if you can not find some other little song that 
will please Sir Leonard."’^ 


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Nothing loath, Jane sought and found; hut Sir Leonard 
was distrait — he did not seem in his usual spirits; he sighed 
frequently, answered at random, and gaye unmistakable 
signs of absence of mind. At last, to Mrs. Harcourt^s in- 
tense horror, he said: 

“ You have but these two daughters, Mrs. Harcourt? I 
thhik I have never heard you mention a thhd.^^ 

“ I have but the two,^’ she replied, concisely. 

“ Do pardon my curiosity, he continued, “ but have 
you no young lady relative or visitor staying with you?^^ 

‘‘ Nothing of the kind, ” replied Mrs. Harcourt, promptly, 
and Sir Leonard only looked half satisfied. 

“ Why do you ask?^^ inquired Mabel, abruptly. 

“ I fancied I had seen a young face; I must have been 
mistaken, he said. 

But Sir Leonard did not recover himself; he was restless, 
and they all noticed it. Mrs. Harcourt invited him to re- 
main for lunch, and, for the first time since they had 
known him, he declined; he took leave of them earher than 
usual. Janets face grew white with anger as he went. 

“ Mamma! she cried — “ you may say what you like, but 
I am certain he has seen that odious Florence. You would 
keep her here, and now we shall suffer for it.^^ 

“ He can not have seen her; she is always at work in her 
room when he calls. 

“ She is deep enough, and cunning enough to have con- 
trived to. She has just the baby-face that captivates some 
men. I thought when he was speaking of the face he had 
seen, that he meant her, and I am right; he has seen her 
in the house somewhere; she is always about. Did you not 


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hear what he asked? Depend upon it, he is trying to make 
out who she is. 

The result was such an increase of severity that poor 
Florence was almost desperate. Going out was prohibited 
after nine in the morning. 

What walking was necessary for her health/^ Mrs. 
Harcourt told her, “ must be done before then. The 
young ladies made great complaints of her indolence, her 
forwardness, and these faults must be corrected. She must 
work harder and not be so fond of showing herself about 
the house and seeking admiration. 

Heaven help the poor child! She left the room after 
that long, severe, and unmerited lecture, with a white, won- 
dering face. She was not in the least degree conscious of 
having deserved such a lecture. 

How was she to work harder when every moment of her 
time was so fully occupied? — how was she to be seen less 
when she hardly ever quitted the anteroom? She laid her 
head upon the table — not weeping — ^but with a quiet, re- 
signed despair far more touching than words. 

I do not want to be wicked, she moaned; but would 
it not have been far better for me had I never been born?^^ 

So the housekeeper found her — sad, resigned, hopeless — 
and, when the girl had moaned out her story, the kindly 
woman kissed the white face. 

“ Take heart, my dear,^^ she said. “ I had a dream 
about you last night, and if thajb dream does not come true 
I will never believe in anything again. Take heart; how- 
ever dark the night, there is always a bright morning 
dawn. 


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But it seemed to Florence the last gleam of sunshine had 
died away. It had been some pleasure to go out, to leave 
her troubles and enjoy the beauties of earth and sky. Un- 
known almost to herself, another element mingled in that 
dull, joyless life; the meeting with the handsome stranger 
had been quite an event to her. She had read admiration 
in his face; his eyes had brightened as he looked at her; he 
had wished to see her again, and it was the first time that 
such an event had happened. 

She could not forget the kindly, handsome face that had 
smiled upon her. She did not know why the bare recollec- 
tion of it made her heart beat and her face fiush; she did 
not know why she looked forward with such longing to going 
out again; why she was always wondering whether she 
should see him, whether he really cared for Jane or Mabel. 
They, believing that he had seen her, talked of him more 
than ever. They talked of him as of a lover, as of one 
soon to belong to the family; they repeated to each other 
all the complimentary speeches he made; and sweet, simple 
Florence listened in wonder. 

Could it be possible that he loved one of them? Did he 
know what they really were, or was he deceived? She 
could not t hin k that any man, knowing them, could love 
them. 

‘‘ Perhaps, she thought to herself, ^^it is only to me 
they are so unkind. 

But then she remembered how all the servants detested 
them; how the old ones were all leaving in disgust, and the 
new ones sneered at every one. No, the fault must lie in 
themselves. The memory of a thousand mean actions 


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rushed over her mind; the recollection of unkind and un- 
truthful words, of unprovoked insult, of passionate recrim- 
inations, came over her, and she was compelled to own that 
if he married either of them he would be wretched for life. 
He looked so kind, so good, it was pitiful to see him de- 
ceived. He could never be happy. 

Then she wondered if, often as he came there, she should 
ever see him again; would he speak to her — would he ex- 
pect her to speak to him? She wove a thousand fancies 
over him, and always ended by lamenting that he should 
be made wretched for life. 

Sir Leonard had not forgotten her; her sad, beautiful 
face haunted him. He was using every effort to find out 
where she lived. He had thought from seeing her in the 
woods that she must live at the Grange, but they denied 
having any young lady visitors. He had not noticed her 
dress; nothing had struck , him but the lovely face. He 
never dreamed of looking for her among Mrs. Harcourt^s 
dependents. She was not visiting at the Grange. She 
must be staying somewhere else, and Sir Leonard was sud- 
denly seized with a mania for visiting his friends and neigh- 
bors; but go where he would he could find no trace of her; 
he asked continually, and people must have thought he had 
a mania on the subject of visitors. 

Nowhere could he find again the lovely, pure, sorrowful 
face. He had never heard for many years of the child who 
was brought to the Grange, in common with all the neigh- 
borhood; he had heard the story at the time, though he 
was but a child himself; but he never even thought of it 
again. So now he spent days in fruitless research, and he 


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began to think that he should never see the girl whom he 
had so ardently admired again. He was in despair, for it 
dawned upon him slowly that although he had only seen 
her once, he loved her with a love that could only end in 
death. 


CHAPTER IX. 

Mrs. Harcourt began to think it necessary to bring 
matters to a crisis; here was Sir Leonard coming three or 
four times each week to the house, and no results; whether 
it was from his own backwardness, or because the girls were 
so stupid, she could not say; in any case, a little help would 
not be out of the way. She decided upon giving a ball; 
there was not really any reason why she should not; the 
time for mourning had expired; the neighbors had been 
very hospitable; there was no reason why they should not 
give a grand' entertainment, and so repay the numerous 
hospitalities that had been shown to them. 

At a ball there were so many opportunities of making a 
proposal; there was something so very free and easy about 
it — no stiffness, no ceremony; the young people walked 
about and enjoyed themselves as much as they liked; there 
was no restraint such as prevailed in drawing-room inter- 
course. 

She would give a ball, and then it was quite possible Sir 
Leonard might hurry himself a little; the girls should be 
superbly dressed; in fact, they should have every chance, 
and then if nothing came of it, why they must turn their 
attention elsewhere. 


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Nothing could exceed the delight of the young ladies- — a 
ball in their own house seemed something too beautiful to 
be true. The most magnificent toilets were ordered for the 
occasion; nothing could exceed their good humor and pat- 
ronage. 

That good humor did not, however, extend to Florence; 
they were harder than ever with her. For this ball she 
must work almost day and night. Mrs. Harcourt advised 
them to engage some one to help the young girl, but the 
sisters had found out by this time that no one had the same 
exquisite and artistic taste as Florence. It was not in vain 
that the girl had received an artistic education; the pity of 
it was that all her talent and the exercise of it should be 
limited to dressing two girls who could never be made to 
look really nice. 

The evening of the ball came, and the magni?.cent ball- 
dresses, ahke for both sisters, were laid ready. They were 
of white, glistening silk and costly lace, trimmed with 
green leaves. 

Never had Florence suffered more than she did that 
night. Both sisters were terribly hard to please. They 
scolded, they were impatient, angry with her; they re- 
proached her with stupidity, with want of taste, with every 
conceivable fault they could think of, yet feeling all 
the time as though no one else could have displayed one 
half the elegance she had done. When the arduous duty 
of the toilet was accomplished they certainly looked better 
than any one had ever seen them look before. 

“ I wish Agatha Moore could see us now,^^ said Mabel, 
complacently. She would be astonished. 


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“ Do you wish you were going to the ball?^^ asked Jane 
of Florence. 

Her face flushed at the question. 

“Would you like a dress like this, with real pearls? 
Would you like to dance in the midst of flowers and lights? 
Would you like gentlemen to admire you?^^ 

“ Yes, I should, faltered Florence. 

“ Then you will not have it,’^ laughed Miss Jane. 
“ You should go to the ball in those thick shoes and that 
delectable winsey dress. You would make a picture. ” 

She did not answer, hut for one moment ' her heart grew 
warm with indignation. W as it fair that these girls should 
have everything and she have nothing? She was very 
young, and the bare notion of a dance fllled her with de- 
light; but then such amusements were not for her. She 
must not forget that she was an outcast, all unworthy of 
such pleasures as fell to the lot of other girls. 

“ Give me my fan,^^ said Miss Jane. “ I hope you 
have fastened these leaves securely on my dress. You had 
better remain in the anteroom here, with needle and 
thread; then, if any little accident happens, I can send at 
once for you. 

Farewell to the only little gleam of enjoyment she had 
hoped for from the ball; she had thought how much she 
should like to see the gay dresses of the ladies; but now, 
while all the household were in the midst of gayety and 
excitement, she must sit up there in that lonely anteroom 
and see nothing of it. Obedient and resigned as usual, she 
took her place; the faint sound of the music came to her; 
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consequent on the number of visitors; then she sat down, 
content for once to do nothing but think. She was so 
utterly worn out by her hard work during the last four 
days that she fell into a deep, dreamless sleep. She was 
rudely aroused by a message brought to the effect that 
Miss Jane wanted her to bring a needle and thread imme- 
diately — she was waiting for her in the White Room. 

The White Room, so called from time immemorial, was 
a pretty little room leading from the drawing-room. There 
Florence hastened, and she found Miss Jane in a towering 
rage. 

The ball was a great success; the flowers, hghts, and 
music were all good; the guests were most of them young. 
Sir Leonard had, as Jane thought, shown himself especially 
attentive to her — he had asked her to waltz with him, and 
she was delighted; but at the very beginning of the dance, 
one of the beautiful sprays of leaves became unfastened and 
trailed upon the ground; it was impossible to continue. 
Jane made light of it and smiled, but the very bitterness 
of rage was in her heart. 

“ It can be quickly remedied, she said. 

And Sir Leonard went with her to the White Room. By 
her orders he sent a servant to summon Miss Jane’s 
maid. 

‘‘We shall have time for the waltz,” said Sir Leonard. 
“ I will return for you in five minutes.” 

“ He would have proposed to me, I am sure,” said the 
angry girl to herself, “if we had waltzed together, and 
then have gone out into the conservatory; it is all the fault 
pf that detestable girl!” 


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She looked so angrily at Florence that the young girl 
was frightened at her. 

“You have done this on purpose/^ she said. “You 
knew these sprays were not fastened; you shall suffer for 
it. Now then, be quick; I have not one moment to lose!^^ 

But her anger had so embarrassed the poor girl that she 
was unable to sew with her accustomed quickness. She 
broke one leaf, and Miss Janets anger rising to fury, she 
struck the fair face a sharp blow with her open hand. 

“ You are doing it on purpose she cried; “ you stupid, 
idle, useless girl!^^ 

In her passion a^d anger she did not see Sir Leonard 
standing at the door. 

He never forgot the scene. The tall, angry, magnifi- 
cently dressed woman, and the beautiful figure kneeling, 
in order to stitch more rapidly. He never forgot the blow 
on that fair, sad, sweet face, or the angry tones of that 
voice he had been accustomed to hearing singing sweetest 
music. Not for a thousand worlds could he have spoken to 
Miss Jane just then. 

He had found her; he had spent long days and weeks in 
searching for her, now he had found her, and she was the 
slave, the drudge of these proud, unfeeling girls. He even 
forgot his anger against Miss Jane in his desire to speak 
to Florence. He retreated unheard, and waited in the 
corridor until she came out. He saw her face wet with 
tears, and he went up to her. 

“ I must see you,^^ he said; “ you must not refuse me. 

I have been looking for you for many weeks; will you pray 
forgive my asking it? I know that I can not see you in 


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the house; will you meet me in the grounds in ten minutes 
time from now?^^ 

She raised her sad eyes to his face, and read such infinite 
pity, such truth, such kindness there that she answered 
simply: 

‘‘ Yes, I will/^ 

He returned to the ball-room and saw Miss Jane lookhig 
for him with wondering eyes. He was thankful to find 
the waltz ended. He did not go near her, or speak to her; 
he thought of the cruel hand and that sweet face, and hated 
her. He lingered in the ball-room until the next dance 
began; he saw both the young ladies of the house engaged 
in it, and then he went out into the grounds. 

“ What is the matter with your face?^'’ asked Mrs. Mor- 
gan, as she met the young girl on the stairs. 

‘‘Miss Jane was angry and struck me,^^ was the quiet 
reply. 

The housekeeper was indignant. 

“ Nay,^^ she said, “ that shall not be. You may work 
and toil for them, but they shall not treat you so. You go 
to your room, my dear, and if they want you again I will 
take your place. 

She smiled her thanks and went on. 

“ I donT like that quiet look in her face,^^ said Mrs. 
Morgan; “ that girl will do something desperate some of 
these days.^^ 


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-CHAPTEK X. 

Five minutes later, and Florence Latour stood out in 
the grounds of Weston Grange alone, shuddering with 
fear; her heart still beating at the recollection of that 
whisper from Sir Leonard, her face flushed with the vio- 
lence of the blow given by the hand of Miss Jane, and a 
sense of indignity such treatment called forth. She walked 
on slowly; the music from the ball-room seemed to float 
over the trees and flowers; there was a faint light of stars 
in the sky; the wind was low and hushed. She stood for a 
few moments under the shade of a large sycamore-tree, 
and then she heard the sound of hurried footsteps. She 
looked out timidly from the sheltering leaves, and saw Sir 
Leonard, evidently at a loss where to seek her. He heard 
some slight sound, and turning round, saw her — fairer 
than even his fairest dream of her— waiting for him. One 
half moment and he was by her side. 

“ How am I to thank you?^"’ he said. “ I did not like to 
ask you to meet me here, but I had no other alternative. 
I have spent weeks in looking for you, and now that I have 
found you I must speak to you; you are not angry?"" 

She raised her eyes to his face, and their troubled depths 
touched him. 

‘‘ Angry! why should I be? I did not know that you 
would remember me,"" 


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'‘Eemember you!’' he repeated, with a strange laugh 3 
“ how little you know, dear; Heaven! how little you know! 
Why, I have never forgotten you for one moment, night or 
day. Your face has haunted me as no other face ever will. 
I have dreamed of it all night, and thought of it all day. 
It has come between me and the blue heavens, between me 
and the fair green earth. Forgotten you! could Adam 
have forgotten Eve, do you think?’ ’ 

“ But I am not Eve,” she said, with a smile. 

“You are a thousand times fairer,” he cried. “ Yod 
are my Eve. I never pardon myself for having lost sight 
of you before I knew either your name or address. I have 
haunted my neighbors’ houses, hoping to find you; I have 
been everywhere where I thought it possible or probable 
that you might live; I have made all kinds of inquiries, 
but could discover nothing of you. I was almost in de- 
spair.” 

“Were you so very anxious to see me again?” she asked, 
softly, and with an expression of absolute wonder on her 
beautiful face. 

“ I was, indeed,” he replied, earnestly. 

“ Why?” she asked, still more surprised. 

“ Dare I tell you? Will you promise not to be angry 
with me, nor to think me vain or presumptuous?” 

“ I could not be angry with you,” she replied, gently. 

“ Then I will tell you. It was because I fell in love 
with you; because, from the first moment I saw you, I 
said to myself: ‘ That is the only woman I shall ever love. ’ 
I loved you as much in that one moment as though I had 
known you all my life. ” 


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A light, half divine, came over her face. 

“ You love me?-’^ she said, softly; “ it is impossible. 

“You think so. I found it the easiest of all possibilities; 
in fact, I could not help it. I love you, and I shall love 
no one else until I die. ^ ’ 

“ But you do not know me!^^ she said, hesitatingly. 

“ I shall know you now,^^ he said. 

“ I have no name,^^ she continued. 

“ I have one, and it will serve for us both.^^ 

“I have no 'fortune, no friends; I am alone, helpless, 
poor, unknown — ^how can you love me?'^ 

“ How can I do anything else?^^ he asked. “ I have 
money and friends — all that is mine shall be yours, if you 
will only try to love me.’^ 

“ You can not mean it?^^ she said, half doubtfully. 

“ I do mean it. Listen to me; I do not know that in 
all my life my lips have ever been stained with one false 
word — I can safely say I never deliberately told a lie, and I 
tell you that if you stood now, side by side with a crowned 
queen, who had all the riches of earth in her clasp, I should 
choose you, because I love you! You wonder that I should 
love you, child — do you not know how fair, how sweet, 
how winsome you are?” 

“ No, that I do not,” she replied; “ are you sure? — is it 
true? Miss Mabel and Miss Jane laugh at me because I 
am ugly and awkward. ” 

Sir Leonard muttered something not very complimen- 
tary to either lady, then he turned to her suddenly. 

“ Will you tell me who you are?” he asked, abruptly. 

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lovely face flushed^ a deep sigh came from the sweetest 
lips. 

‘‘ I — I can not tell you/^ she said; ‘‘ I have no name, 
no home.^^ 

You live at Weston Grange?^^ he asked. 

“ Yes, that is the only home I know; I have no other. 

A sudden light seemed to break in upon liim. 

“ Are you the httle girl who was brought here years ago 
by a French nurse, and sent to school by the old squire 

‘‘Yes,^^ she replied, ‘‘I am that most unfortunate 
child."" 

“ I understand now; I wonder that I did not think of it 
before. The squire died without a will, and you are left at 
the mercy of those new people, I suppose — ^you who re- 
member nothing of father or mother?"" 

‘‘ Yes,"" she replied, I am — no one is more so — at the 

mercy of the world."" 

“ It shall not he for long,"" he said. “ Tell me what 
name they have given you, sweet. "" 

I am called Florence Latour,"" she replied. 

“ And from the little scene I witnessed to-night, that 
cruel blow given you by your amiable Miss Jane, it appears 
to me that they have made you into a kind of waiting- 
maid; is it so?"" 

“ Yes,"" she replied, quietly; “ I was glad to be use- 
ful."" 

“We will find what the women"s rights people call 
‘ another mission " for you, sweet. Now tell me all the 
story of your life as far hack as you can remember. Lay 
your dear hands in mine, and have no fear."" 


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She told him just as he wished, and he thought it the 
saddest, sweetest story he had ever heard. 

“Florence/^ he said, when she had quite finished, ‘Mf 
you will trust yourself to me, I will make the rest of your 
life as happy as before it has been sad. I can not expect 
you to love me all at once, and I am loath to ask you to 
meet me here clandestinely; but there is no alternative.’^ 

She looked at him so wistfully he wondered what 
thought was troubling her. 

“ I thought,” she said, ‘‘ that you loved either Miss Ma- 
bel or Miss Jane; they think so.” 

‘‘ They can not think so, Florence; I have never even 
hinted at such a thing. I was disposed to admire Miss 
Jane for her singing, but for her cruelty to you to-night I 
shall detest her. You see, Florence, it is useless and hope- 
less for me to think of seeing you in the house. Will you 
come out here to meet me? When you have learned to 
love me, I shall go to Mr. Harcourt and ask his permission 
to make you my wife.” 

“You love me so much as that?” she said. 

“ So much — and more; more than words can tell. Now, 
will you try and be happy? Your penance will not last 
much longer. When they are unkind to you, remember 
how dearly I love you, and how soon, if you will, you can 
be my wife.” 

“ I will remember,” she said. 

“ Florence, sweet, before we part let me kiss your face; 
that will stamp you mine. ” 

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child, and as he kissed it he murmured such words of love 
as made her very heart glad. 

And that was how the ball, on which Mrs. Harcourt had 
raised such ambitious hopes, ended. 


CHAPTEK XL 

I CAN NOT imagine what has happened to that girl,^^ 
said Jane to Mabel. She has seemed to me quite 
changed ever since the day of the ball. She looks so ab- 
surdly happy; she has such a color in her face; such 
brightness in her eyes. Something has happened, Mabel. 
AYhat do you think it is?^^ 

“ I have no thoughts for such a trifling subject; the girl 
may look happy or not, just as she pleases. If I try to 
guess anything, it will be why Sir Leonard Falconer never 
comes near us. He has only called once since the ball, 
and then it was a visit of ceremony; he did not speak five 
words to me. 

“ Or to me,^^ added Jane. “ How mortifying it would 
be if he meant nothing after all.^’ 

“ He dare not trifle with us!^’ said Mabel, with great 
dignity; “ you forget our position. There is one comfort 
— if he has not been to see us, at least he has not been any- 
where else. I heard that absurd Cecilia Broughton won- 
dering yesterday what had become of him. It is disgusting 
to see girls so openly anxious as the Broughtons are about 
Sir Leonard. 

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‘‘ Enter and Florence, with some white lace that she 
had been repairing, came in. 

“ I hope this will do,^^ she said, placing it before Miss 
Mabel. “ I have tried to keep to the pattern. 

‘‘ It looks very clumsy,"^ said Mabel, though in reality 
she thought it charmingly done. 

But no flush came to the lovely face at those unkind 
words. The joyous light did not die from the beautiful 
eyes. The young girl turned to quit the room. 

“ Stay here,^^ said Jane, harshly; “ I want the leaves of 
this book mended. 

Cheerful and obedient as ever, the girl sat down, and 
very soon the white slender fingers were busy with the mis- 
placed leaves. 

Then Mabel, remembering what her sister had said, 
looked attentively at her. For the first time she felt 
alarmed and jealous at the wonderful loveliness that had 
never struck her before. That fair face was radiant with 
a light and brightness she had never seen on it before; the 
violet eyes were full of light and deep-seated happiness un- 
utterably content. The sweet lips were tremulous with 
smiles. 

You look too happy and too well cared for,^^ thought 
Miss Mabel; you have some secret of your own that you 
are keeping from us, but we shall find it out. 

Her reverie was abruptly broken by a shrill cry from 
Jane. 

‘‘Mabel, look! — there is Sir Leonard riding up the 
avenue! I am so glad! Let us dress and go down !^^ 

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the leaves flushed deepest crimson, or how the white fingers 
trembled; they might have guessed a secret if they had 
done so. 

Before the dresses were arranged and the toilet com- 
pleted, Mrs. Harcourt entered the room, flushed, smiling 
and complacent. 

Something is about to happen, girls, I am sure! Sir 
Leonard is here, and he has requested a private interview 
with papa in the library — we all know what that means! 
Only one thing puzzles me — which of you is it, my dears? 
I really can not decide.'’^ 

Which singularly abrupt question led ta- a somewhat 
acrimonious conversation between the two young ladies; 
they said things that, despite her most desperate resolves, 
brought a smile to the lips of Florence; and Mrs. liar- 
court, happening most unfortunately to see one of those 
smiles, commenced a violent tirade against the insolence 
of paupers. It was interrupted by a summons from Mr. 
Harcourt, who wished to speak to her at once. 

We shall soon know now, my dears, said the lady. 

Pray do not allow any trace of ill-feeling to interfere 
with Sir Leonardos happiness. 

But the battle was renewed most fiercely when Mrs. Har- 
court had gone away. How it would have terminated had 
Sir Leonard really asked for one or the other will never be 
known; the astounding intelligence that reached them 
made them friends in a common cause. 

Mrs. Harcourt entered the library with an air of winning 
ease and dignity that she really believed irresistible, a 
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abruptly when she saw no one but her husband, and he was 
looking more surprised, more frightened, more miserable 
than she had ever seen him look before. He gazed at her 
in silence, then spread out his hands with a gesture that 
signified unusual ruin and desolation. 

“ What is the matter?'^ cried his wife. Why can you 
not speak — why do you stand looking so foolish 

‘‘ My dear,^^ said the little man, “ !• — I really dare not 
tell you. . I am overwhelmed!^^ 

“Will you have the goodness to tell me what you mean, 
and what has happened said Mrs. Harcourt> resolutely. 

She drew near him with such an unflinching expression 
of face that his fright increased. 

“ Sir Leonard Falconer has been here, and he has pro- 
posed — 

“ Of course, said the lady, with a gratified smile, “ I 
knew it. I am right proud of it. No need > to make this 
absurd fuss — only tell me which of my darlings it is? The 
dear girls themselves do not seem to know — we must not 
keep them in suspense. 

“ He has proposed for Florence Latbur, and insists on 
marrying her. 

“ W’hat!"^ shrieked the lady. “ Say that again 

The unhappy gentleman repeated the words, and his 
wife^s rage knew no bounds. 

“ That deceitful, cunning intruder! Where has he seen 
her? How does he know her? Did you tell him what she 
was?^^ 

“ I did. I made the worst of her, you may be sure. He 
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me. It is all of no use; lie means to marry her, and we 
can not prevent it. 

“I will prevent it! — she shall go this moment! — she 
shall not remain in this house another hour!^^ 

Then he will marry her all the sooner — he said so; he 
said that, without doubt, we should oppose the marriage; 
if so, his friend, Lady Broughton, should at once fetch the 
girl away, and he would marry her at once; but if, on the 
contrary, everything was peaceable and friendly, he pro- 
posed that he should marry her from here in a month from 
now. 

That he never shall! How am I to bear this? If you 
had but the spirit of a man you would have prevented it!^^ 
How could I prevent it, my dear?^^ 

“ Pray do not talk to me! — pray do not irritate me! I 
am almost mad to think of such a chance lost!^' 

But, after a long conversation, the irate lady, who was 
not without sense, saw that nothing was to be gained by 
quarreling with Sir Leonard. 

‘‘Our neighbors would all laugh at us,’^ said her hus- 
band; “ they would know we were disappointed; and to be 
on bad terms with Sir Leonard and Lady Falconer, of Fal- 
con^s Court, might be a great disadvantage to us.^^ 

“ Pray do not call that upstart Lady Falconer, said 
Mrs. Harcourt, with lofty contempt. 

“ She will be Lady Falconer, let us say what we may. It 
strikes me that it would be very bad policy on the part of 
the girls to quarrel with her. 

“ Do you assure me that he knows what she is by birth 
and training, Mr. Harcourt?^^ 


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‘‘ Plainly as the plainest English could tell him, my 
dear.^^ 

‘‘ I will make her suffer; she shall have such a month as 
she shall remember, let her live long as she may!^^ 

And, with those words, Mrs. Harcourt left her husband 
to his own reflections, and returned to the room where she 
had left her daughters. They looked up eagerly as she en- 
tered. 

‘‘ What news, mamma?’ ^ they both cried. 

She sunk in a chair and held up her hands. 

Such horror, my dear children — I am so grieved for 
poor Sir Leonard. ” 

Which of us is it, mamma?” asked Jane, who was 
never impressed by her mother’s dramatic rehearsals. 

‘‘ Neither, my dear children. Popr Sir Leonard, the 
heir of an ancient race, the head of a proud family, the 
bearer of a stainless name, has been imposed upon by the 
cunning arts of a low, base-born adventuress, and not 
thinking of the shame he will draw upon himself, he has 
degraded himself so far as to offer to marry a girl without 
a name!” 

“ Do you mean Florence, mamma?” asked Miss Jane, 
growing very pale. 

I do, my dear; my contempt for her cunning can not 
be expressed, my sorrow for Sir Leonard may. Oh, my 
dear, betrayed children, let this teach you never to imitate 
my fatal kindness, and take a creature of that description 
under your roof. See what a return she has made to us; 
think of her treachery and — shudder. ” 


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Florence rose white and trembling She stood erect and 
dauntless before the angry lady. 

‘‘ I used no cunning/^ she said; “ I know none. Sir 
Leonard saw me and honored me with his love. I did not 
seek to win it. 

“ Without doubt her mother inveigled the squire’s poor 
brother in the same way,” said Mrs. Harcourt to her 
daughters. 

‘‘ If you ever repeat that remark I will leave your house 
the next moment!” cried Florence. ‘‘You shall not in- 
sult my mother or her memory!” 

A low, contemptuous laugh from the three ladies. 

“ The Falconers will boast of a bar sinister for the first 
time,” said Jane, savagely. 

And Florence looked at her with calm, serene eyes. 

“ Sir Leonard’s love so honors me,” she said, “ that, 
like the love of a king, it supplies all deficiencies in a sub- 
ject,” and with these words she left them to give vent to 
their spite and fury as they would. 


CHAPTER XII. 

In one respect Mrs. Harcourt certainly kept her word. 
She positively tortured Florence, not by any act of vio- 
lence that might have told tales, but by words so cruel, 
so bitter, so shameful, the girl’s heart was almost broken. 

“ I shall come to see you once a week, Florence,” said 
her lover, “ not oftener, for I have a dim idea that each 
visit of mine causes you to suffer much; the month will 


A MODEKK CINDERELLA. 


71 


soon be over, and then my darling shall never know a dark 
day again. 

He told her how busy they were at Falcon^s Court, pre- 
paring for the fairest bride who had ever been taken there. 
He described the rooms that had been arranged for her; 
the gorgeous trousseau he had ordered from Paris; and 
she listened, wondering in her sweet humility, how it was 
she was blessed by his wonderful, generous love. 

He told her, laughingly, one day, that after all it was 
better to suffer a little than to have a public scandal. 

“ I should like, you know, darling,’^ he said, to take 
you away to Lady Broughton^s; you would be very happy 
there, and I could see you every day; but it would create a 
great scandal that afterward we should not like to remem- 
ber. If you are married from here, and your amiable 
young ladies are brides-maids, it will make our future in- 
tercourse easier and a little more agreeable. 

She was sensible enough to see it; and, to do her justice, 
she never complained to him. He had not the most re- 
mote idea of the daily and hourly torture she underwent, 
or he would never have allowed it. 

He had begged of Mrs. Harcourt not to disturb herself 
by making any arrangements about the wedding. There 
need not be any breakfast provided; they would have a 
grand dejeuner on their return, instead. 

Lady Broughton, he added, “ had kindly consented 
to allow her daughters to act as bride-maids, and he hoped 
the Misses Harcourt would join them. To save all trouble, 
he would send to Paris for suitable costumes, 


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A MODERN CINDERELLA. 


Magnificent dresses, free of all cost, were irresistible to 
Mrs. Harcourt. 

“ If Lady Broughton does not think her daughters com- 
promised by appearing at such a wedding/^ she said, “ it 
would ill become me to refuse. I know my dear girls will 
not like it; they have always been so very select. 

Sir Leonard laughed good-naturedly, making allowance 
for any ebullition of ill-temper. If he had known what the 
girl he loved suffered, he would never have smiled in or en- 
tered that house again. 

She was sensitive, loving, and gentle, so that it was easy 
to torture her; weak words could never tell what they made 
her suffer; the mock respect, the mock homage, the cruel 
scorn, the bitter insults, the taunts that made her heart 
quiver as though some sharp knife had pierced it, the pity 
they lavished on Sir Leonard. There were times when she 
felt that she could not bear it — that she must tell him; then 
the remembrance of his wish came over her, and she would 
try again. 

She could not have endured it but for the constant kind- 
ness of the old housekeeper, and the bright future that 
shone before her; she suffered so greatly and so constantly 
that there were times when she thought this future must be 
a dream. Could it be possible that she, the down- trodden, 
insulted, helpless dependent, would soon be Lady Falconer, 
wife of one of the wealthiest, kindest, and most noble men 
in England, mistress of Falcon/s Court? It did not seem 
possible or probable. 

There was but a fortnight now until her wedding-day, 
and their unkindness increased with each hour. She was 


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73 


no longer allowed to sit in the anteroom — her own room 
was the only place of refuge. When she was driven almost 
mad with taunts and insults, she would, at times, go into 
one of the unused lumber-rooms, and sit there for long 
hours. 

One morning Mrs. Harcourt had been especially violent 
and ill-tempered; the young ladies had been so insulting 
that human nature could endure it no longer. Florence 
left them, and went to her old haunt, the lumber-rooms; 
they were full of old furniture, boxes, manuscripts, books, 
pictures, and papers of every possible description. 

“I will not go near them again to-day, thought 
Florence. “ I will amuse myself by looking at these old 
pictures. 

She was turning them over when she saw a small packet 
of letters and papers addressed to the late squire. She 
knew her father^s handwriting, and, without stopping to 
think, opened it. 

Thank Heaven! for she found there her mother^s mar- 
riage certificate, for William Beauchamp had indeed mar- 
ried the pretty girl who had attracted him; he had married 
her at the parish church of St. Eoche, in Falaise, France; 
and there was, besides, the certificate of her birth, Florence, 
the infant child of William Beauchamp and of Rose Hamp- 
ton, his wife; there was a certificate of her mother’s death, 
and these were all inclosed in a letter from William Beau- 
champ to his brother the squire. In the letter Wilfiam 
told his brother he had loved the school-master’s daughter 
so dearly that he had married her, but that dreading his 
brother’s anger, he had kept the marriage secret; that the 


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A MODE UK CIKDEKELLA. 


child, Florence, was indeed his legitimate, lawful daughter; 
he begged the squire to forgive him, and to acknowledge 
his daughter as heiress of Weston Grange. 

That was the packet the French nurse had brought with 
her, and the old squire, in his anger, had thrown away 
without reading. They had been picked up by one of the 
servants, who, believing them useless, had thrown them, 
with others, in the lumber-room. 

The first thing she did was to thank Heaven, not for the 
wealth that would be hers, but that her mother^s name was 
free from reproach, and the burden that had so long 
weighed on her young heart had fallen from it now forever. 
She sent a note to her lover, and when he came, she placed 
the papers in his hand. 

I shall not disgrace you, Leonard,^ ^ she said, “ and I 
am so thankful. Help me to thank Heaven 

Sir Leonard, with all his romance, was very practical. 
The first thing he did was to go to France and verify the 
certificates. He found there the old cure who had cele- 
brated the marriage, and the witnesses who had attended 
it, so that Florence was indeed Florence Beauchamp, heir- 
ess of Weston Grange. As a matter of course, the Har- 
courts opposed her, and the case came on for trial, when 
it was decided at once in her favor. 

But she was too generous to trample on a fallen foe. By 
Sir Leonard's consent she kept W^eston Grange, but she 
divided the annual income received from it into two equal 
parts, the half of which was settled on the Harcourts. 

Yet, in spite of her generosity, they hated her. More 
than once Sir Leonard was obliged to threaten them, they 


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75 


said such scandalous things of her; but people only laughed 
at them; they understood the mean spite and jealousy that 
actuated each word. 

No one is more beloved than Lady Falconer — no one so 
much admired. Her second son is to inherit the Grange, 
and Mrs. Morgan lives there still — “ keeping it ready for 
him,^^ as she laughingly says. 

Mabel married a wealthy old merchant, whose later years 
she made miserable. Jane conquered a young curate, and 
he did penance for the rest of his life. The sisters disagree 
about everything when they do meet, except in abusing the 
lady loved and revered by all who know her — Lady Fal- 
coner, of Falcon^s Court. 


THE END. 


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688 A Man of Honor. Illustrated. 10 
746 Cavalry Life; or, Sketches and 
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813 Army Society. Life in a Gar- 


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818 Pluck 10 


04U .tUl^UUU O ocuict. • IV 

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971 Garrison Gossip: Gathered in_ 

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1039 Driver Dallas 10 

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277 The Surgeon’s Daughters 10 

508 The Unholy Wish 10 

613 Helen Whitney’s Wedding, and 

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614 The Mystery of Jessy Page, 

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610 The Story of Dorothy Grape, 

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1001 Lady Adelaide’s Oath; or. The 

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1021 The Heir to Ashley, and The 

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1027 A Life’s Secret 20 

1042 Lady Grace 20 

Charlotte M. Yonge’s Works. 

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275 The Three Brides 10 

635 Henrietta’s jWish ; or, Domi- 
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563 The Two Sides of the Shield... 20 
640 Puttie’s Father 20 

665 The Dove in the Eagle’s Nest. 20 

666 My Young Alcides: A Faded 

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739 The Caged Lion ^ 

742 Love and Life 20 

783 Cliantry House 20 

790 The Chaplet of Pearls; or. The 
Wiiite and Black Ribaumont. 

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887 A Modern Telemachus 20 

1024 Under the Storm; or, Stead- 
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99 Barbara’s History. Amelia B. 

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103 Rose Fleming. Dora Russell.. 10 

105 A Noble Wife. John Saunders 20 

111 The Little School-master Mark. 

J. H. Shorthouse 10 

112 The Waters of Marah. John 

Hill 20 

113 Mrs. Carr’s Companion. M. G. 

Wightwick 10 

114 Some of Our Girls. Mrs. C. J. 

Eiloart 20 

115 Diamond Cut Diamond. T. 

Adolphus Trollope 10 

120 Tom Brown’s School Days at 
Rugby. Thomas Hughes.... 20 

127 Adrian Bright. Mrs. Caddy 20 

149 The Captain’s Daughter. From 

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151 The Ducie Diamonds. C. Blath- 

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156 “For a Dream’s Sake.” Mrs. 

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158 The Starling. Norman Mac- 
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160 Her Gentle Deeds. Sarah Tytler 10 

161 The Liidy of Lyons. Founded 

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163 Winifred Power. Joyce Dar- 
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J70 Great 'I’reason, A. By Mary 

Hoppus. First half 20 

170 Great Treason, A. By Mary 

Hoppus. Second half 20 

174 Under a Ban. Mrs. Lodge 20 

176 An April Day. Philippa Prit- 

tie Jephson 10 

178 More Leaves from the Journal 
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Queen Victoria 10 

182 The Millionaire 20 

185 Dita. I^ady Margaret Majendie 10 
187 The Midnight Sun. Fredrika 

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198 A Husband’s Story 10 

203 John Bull and His Island. Max 

ORell 10 

218 Agnes Sorel. G. P. R. James.. 90 


219 Lady Clare : or. The Master of 

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279 Little Goldie : A Story of Wom- 
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den 20 

285 The Gambler’s Wife 20 

289 John Bull’s Neighbor in Her 
True Light. A “ Brutal Sax- 
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311 Two Years Before the Mast. R. 

H. Dana, Jr 20 

S29 The Polish Jew. (Translated 
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830 May Blossom ; or. Between Two 

Loves. Margaret Lee 20 

334 A Marriage of Convenience. 

Harriett Jay 10 

835 The White Witch 20 

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341 Madolin Rivers; or, The Little 

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347 As Avon Flows. Henry Scott 

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852 At Any Cost. Edward Garrett. 10 
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356 A Good Hater. Frederick Boyle 20 
865 George Ctiristy ; or. The Fort- 
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866 The Mysterious Hunter; or, 
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C. Carleton 20 

360 Miss Bretherton. Mrs. Hum- 
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374 The Dead Man’s Secret. Dr. 

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407 Tylney Hall. Thomas Hood. . . 20 
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483 Betwixt My Love and Me. By 
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493 Colonel Enderby’s Wife. Lucas 

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504 Curly: An Actor’s Story. John 

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518 The Hidden Sin 20 

519 James Gordon’s Wife 20 

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536 Dissolving Views. Mrs. Andrew 
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546 Mrs. Keith’s Crime. A Novel. . 10 
571 Paul Crew’s Story. Alice Co- 


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575 The Finger of Fate. Captain 
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581 The Betrothed. (I Promessi 

Sposi.) Allessandro Manzoni 20 

582 Lucia, Hugh and Another. Mrs. 

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583 Victory Deane. Cecil Griffith . . 20 

584 Mixed Motives 10 

599 Lancelot Ward, M.P. George 

Temple 10 

612 My Wife’s Niece. By the author 
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624 Primus in Indis. M. J. Colqu- 

houn 10 

634 The Unforeseen, Alice O’Han- 
lon 20 

641 The Rabbi’s Spell, Stuart C. 

Cumberland 10 

643 The Sketch-Book of Geoffrey 
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654 “ Us.” An Old-fashioned Story, 

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662 The Mystery of Allan Grale. 
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669 The Philosophy of Whist. 

William Pole 

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681 A Singer’s Stoiy. May Laffan. 

683 The Baclielor Vicar of Nevv- 

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684 Last Days at Apswich 

692 Tlie Mikado, and Otlier Comic 

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706 A Crimson Stain. Annie Brad- 
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712 For Maimie’s Sake. Grant 
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718 Unfairly Won. Mrs. Power 

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719 Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage. 

Lord Byron 

723 Mauleverer’s Millions. T. We- 

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725 My Ten Years’ Imprisonment. 

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755 Margery Daw 

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773 The Mark of Cain. Andrew 

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777 The Voyages and Travels of 

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793 Vivian Grey. By the Kt Hon. 
Benjamin Disraeli, Earl of 
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801 She Stoops to Conmier, and 
The Good-Natured Man. Oli- 
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803 Major Frank. A. L. G. Bos- 

boom-Toussaint 20 

807 If Love Be Love. D. Cecil Gibbs ^ 

809 Witness My Hand. By author 

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810 The Secret of Her Life. Ed- 

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816 Rogues and Vagabonds. By 
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“’Ostler Joe’’ 20 

822 A Passion Flower. A Novel 20 

8.62 Under Five Lakes. M. Quad.. 20 
879 The Touchstone of Peril. A 


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885 Les Mis6 rabies. Victor Hugo. 

Part 1 20 

885 Les Mis6rables. Victor Hugo. 

Part II 20 

885 Les Mis6rables. Victor Hugo. 

Part III 20 

908 A Willful Young Woman 20 

913 The Silent Sliore. John 

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915 That Other Person. Mrs. Al- 
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915 That Other Person. Mrs. Al- 
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919 Locksley Hall Sixty Years Af- 

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933 A Hidden Terror. Mary Albert 20 
937 Cashel Byron’s Profession. By 

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9.38 Cranford. By Mrs. Gaskell... 20 
954 A Girl’s Heai't. By the autlior 

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956 Her Johnnie. By Violet Whyte 20 
964 A Struggle for the Right; or. 
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Siege Baby and Childhood’s 
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970 King Solomon’s Wives; or. The 
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984 Her Own Sister. By E. S. Will- 
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